So, we are going to back track a bit. These next few posts
are mainly for me. They are to help me remember all the little and big
things that happened during my pregnancy, so that, when I do this again, I
won't go crazy on the internet checking my symptoms...I will just think,
"oh, that happened last time". When I say all the things I mean
ALL the things, the good, the bad, and the gross. Lots of lady talk in this one Dad.
In the beginning, the end of January to be exact, I was cramping
and cramping and cramping, and my period would not come. It had been over
a week, and my boobs were very sore which was not typical for me as I usually
have zero PMS symptoms because I only got periods every couple of months (and I
only had them that often because of Dr. Annie, which is a whole other post).
I was talking with Courtney at work, and her exact words were
"stranger things have happened," so at her push (thanks goodness she
did!) I went and bought a home test, took it when I got home, and there were
those famous two pink lines!
Craziness! No way! Is this real!?! Those were my
main thoughts. I told Jonathan (in no cute or special way...I should
have, but my mind was very preoccupied), and then the next morning I called the
doctor and then went in that day for an ultrasound. Being that my last
period was at the end of November and the fact that they were always irregular,
they wanted to check me a few times in a row to gage the growth to get a due
date. At my first ultrasound, there was nothing to see, but my blood work
looked good, so I tried to stay positive. Seeing nothing on that little
screen can be discouraging, but they reassured me that I was very early (maybe
4 weeks), so they made me an appointment for two weeks later. At this
appointment there was a sac (!!) and on that sac a tiny little circle that
flickered. There is was, for the first time, Mac's little heart just a
beating. It was surreal that something that small and so new could have a
heartbeat. They estimated me at 6 weeks. Then two more weeks later
Jonathan and I went in, and there he was, my little gummy bear with his heart
beating away. The estimated me at 8 weeks and gave me 10/5 as my official
due date. I could not believe how much the tiny circle had changed in just
two short weeks, but there he was, looking like a little baby already!
The doc was comfortable with my progression, so from there I went to my
monthly appointments, but first, I had to be prescribed progesterone because
mine was a little low, and I continued to take one pill twice a day until 12
weeks.
My main symptoms in the first trimester were nausea, fatigue, and
hip pain. I was crazy tired. Not only was I tired just because I was
pregnant, the progesterone quadrupled that tiredness, AND it was tax
season. So here I am, hardly able to
keep my eyes open, nauseous every morning, and working 50-60 hour weeks. Fun, lots of fun, but no amount of unpleasant
symptoms could put me in bad spirits because I was having a baby! Not even the hip pain…oh, the hip pain. At about 10 weeks or so, I started having
intense hip pain. I couldn’t sleep, and
I couldn’t get comfortable. No matter
what I tried, my hips just ached and ached.
I researched pregnancy pillows, and decided on the Snoggle. And that was one of the best purchases I had
ever made! It wasn’t complete relief,
but I could finally sleep. And that
thing went with me everywhere (Charlotte , Illinois , etc)…except New York
This is the fun trimester.
I started to look pregnant at the very beginning, but I wasn’t so large
yet that I was uncomfortable. I tried on
my first maternity clothes at about 16 ½ weeks, and my first thought was…why
did I not start wearing these 6 weeks ago?!?!
I started feeling little movements that I finally figured out were
kicks, and that was amazing. From the
very first kick to the day of delivery, feeling him move in there was wonderful
every single time. There is an
indescribable amount of joy every time you feel those little...or big :)...movements. It never, ever gets old. Throughout this trimester, the kicks got
bigger and bigger to where I could see the movement, and I would just sit and
stare at my stomach ALL the time…I loved it!!
At about 20 weeks Jonathan felt his first kick, and his eyes lit
up! At about 21 ½ weeks I saw my
actually belly jump for the first time.
My monthly appointments were going well, and I loved going so I could
hear the heartbeat! I did have a time
where I had some green discharge at about 5 months…ewww right? I, of course, thought the worse…my
plug!...but it was actually just a bacteria infection that I took an antibiotic
for, and I had to repeat this same thing about 6 weeks later. I had the glucose test and passed, but I
didn’t eat as soon as I should of, and I crashed hard afterwards…but it was
nothing a little food couldn’t fix. I
called the doctor often. Pretty much
every time I had a question. I was not
shy about that at all…and I was not googling for answers because that just
sends me to the worst possible conclusion.
During this trimester, I also flew to New York
The third trimester was also fun, but towards the end…I was pretty
uncomfortable. This trimester was also
very eventful. More so than I would have
liked, but it all worked out for the best!
This is when I started to lessen my activities. I stopped Pilates, but I continued to walk
with Hank as much as I could, but some days were just too hot. It was the hottest summer, and I was 30
pounds heavier. Not the most comfortable
of seasons for me :) My
appointments were again going well. I
was gaining about a pound a week, and measuring just the right amount of
inches. I continued to watch my belly
grow and the movements inside become more and more noticeable on the
outside! However, at about 33 weeks, I
noticed some cramping. I had an
appointment and mentioned it to my doctor.
She told me to call if it didn’t quit or got worse. Well, that night it actually kept me up, so I
called the doctor and went in. This is
where I will pick up with the next post…
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